|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:50:44 GMT -5
"Benji. You're glowing."
"Am I, Pedro? I haven't noticed."
"No seriously. You look HAPPY!"
"Well, that does happen to human beings at some point, Sheldon my boy."
Benji plopped himself onto his bed, grinning as he stared up at the ceiling in sheer bliss. He had no idea why, but he really felt good. Roxy got one of the leading roles, and he would be able to describe his love for her incognitio. {eanut wouldn't be able to do anything about it, and Derby...
Who cared about that prick, really?
"Well boys," Benji said, smiling at Sheldon and Pedro as they hopped over to their own beds,[/i] "life's pretty good, wouldn't you say?"
"Yup."
"Uh-huh!"
And then, without warning, all three boys let out a short series of coughs. Benji stared at the other two in alarm, but as they didn't cough again, he chalked it up as coincidence.
For now.
((Sorry for shortness. I have one last midterm on Monday, and it's sucking my creative juices dry. I'll feel better on the weekends.))[/i]
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:51:26 GMT -5
((Hmm, crack pairing, you say? Anyone able to guess where this'll go? XD ))
"I swear, Petey, this place is turning into an asylum...," Jeri Jay Irving laughed as she stormed down the hall towards the music room, Petey in tow. "I mean, chemicals? Really? Are you serious?"
"I told you, Jeri, I saw it myself!" Petey replied with a slightly annoyed tone to his voice.
"Fine, fine, I believe you. I'd be an idiot not to." She was referring, of course, to the odd way how no matter how many lies went through her ears, no matter how many schemes she witnessed; Petey always seemed to be a shining spot of truth on the dirty muck that was Bullworth. She smiled. "It doesn't matter anyway, Pete, we have a musical to try out for."
"Wait, wait, WHAT? Jeri, please, don't drag me into this."
"But it'll be fuuun! Please, everything's been so boring lately...." This was a lie, things were anything but boring, but she was running on only half her meds and she really wanted a part. Not only that, but she desperately wanted someone to rehearse with, hence the Petey.
"Please? It'll be fun! I promise! If you don't like it, you can quite, but I really don't want to do this alone." She had him. She knew he'd cave the moment she mentioned being alone, he had to much experience in that to let the same happen to her.
"Fine, fine, but I better not look stupid! No dresses or anything."
"Petey, I wouldn't dream of it."
And so, the two continued on their way to the music room, unaware of what they were getting themselves into.
((Yes, Petey needs love. Okay, I see the cast has already been set up. Will she be able to convince Ms. Hydee to give her a chance at Bonejangles (yes, she wants THAT part XD) or will she flip a' bitch and plot against Trent? I'm new at this style of rp, so yeeeaah ^.^''))
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:52:20 GMT -5
"Whoa, Nightingale, ya actually got tha' part?!" Vance looked at the short girl in amazement, slinking an arm around her shoulders and brought her close. Quickly taking a puff from his cigarette before continuing, "Niiice."
"Quite, yes." She ducked out of his grasp and into Peanut's one, "I'm quite nervous actually. It's been a while since I last watched the Corpse Bride..."
"Ah, you'll do fine, Nightingale. We'll all come and see," The taller greaser smiled down at his girl, "Ain't that right, Vance?" His friend nodded in agreement.
"Rehearsels are tomorrow though, Larry." The girl said solemnly, "Ms. Hydee wants me to be there on time at nine-thirty."
"So?"
"So that means I won't be able to meet up with you. We'll be spending less time together," she began to play with his rough hands, "It bothers me a bit; Because I hardly know anyone from the cast, except for perhaps Benji and Karen."
"Dont'cha know some of the nerds? You're friends with that psychopathic one..."
"Beatrice scares me... I... I don't think she likes me."
"Eh? Who could hate'cha Nightingale? You're the cutest little jailbird I ever did see," Vance said in a sing-song voice, wiggling his eyebrows and amusing the little British girl, "Hmm?"
"Oh well... hopefully everything works out well. Maybe... maybe from all this I could learn to make some friends..."
"Tha's the spirit! C'mon, I'll ride home with ya." Peanut pulled her in by the waist, escorting her to their bikes.
x x x x x
"Ms. HYDEE!" Jeri almost tripped as she chased down the music teacher, who was just about to leave with Galloway and Phillips, "Ms. Hydee! WAIT!"
The woman adjusted her glasses, eyes narrowing at the nuisance that had emerge, ruining the rest of her day. "Yes?"
"Is... Is..." a pant, "Is... huh... is it still on?"
"What is?" She was losing patience.
"The audition... is... is it still on?"
"I'm sorry my dear, but you're two minutes too late. The casting had already been set."
Jeri dashed in front of the teacher, "Please!"
Mr. Galloway and Ms. Phillips both looked on at the girl, feeling some sort of sympathy, "Well, I'm afraid Ms. Hydee has a point," The kind man said, "You're a little late for the auditions. Perhaps if you were here this morning you could've nabbed a spot somewhere."
"I make a killer Bonejangles! I swear to everything green and good, I am!" She tried to persuade the three teachers, "In fact, I think I'm better than the one you have right now."
"Trent Northwick? You think you can beat him? The boy does have theatrical talent, you know. He can dance as well as sing... can you?"
Jeri looked on at the teacher, with Petey peering over her shoulder.
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:53:09 GMT -5
Jeri stared at Miss Hydee with a determined look on her face. "Well miss, I believe I can--"
"BE SILENT, you foolish child!" Miss Hydee shrieked, startling Jeri and Ms. Philips while driving a terrified Petey and Mr. Galloway to the corner. "I wasn't really serious! Trent has the part, and Trent will KEEP the part!"
"B-but miss, I--"
"NO BUTS!" Miss Hydee roared, sending Petey and Mr. Galloway scuttling back another 20 feet. She then took off her glasses, let her hair down, and gave Jeri a sweet, charming smile. "However, " the now transformed Lady Jacqueline said in a voice that was an octave higher and twenty times nicer than before, "I will be happy to appoint you the position of Trent's understudy!"
Jeri blinked. "...understudy?"
"Rightioh! In the case where Trent is, for whatever reason, unable to perform his part as Bonejangles, or for some mysterious reason resigns his position, you will automatically take his place!"
"Huh." Jeri looked thoughtful. "I see..."
"Well, enough dilly-dallying!" Lady Jacqueline laughed airily as she literally skipped off towards the music room. "Time to get the orchestra ready! Time waits for no one, after all! Come Deidre! Lionel! We have work to do!~"
As the split-personality woman floated away, Galloway crawled out of his hole, and gave Ms. Philips a flat stare. "Deidre."
"Yes, Lionel?"
"...she scares me."
"I know."
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:53:50 GMT -5
Jeri walked out of the music room with a slightly dazed look on her face, Petey following close behind.
"Well," he said hopefully, "I guess that's that."
Jeri snorted. "Are you kidding? No, no, I have a plan, a wonderful, perfectly....perfect plan"
Petey's eyes widened. "A plan? Jeri....that's not like you!"
Another snort, "It is when music's involved! You must understand, Petey, I have a list....a list of plays that I MUST be in and a list of what parts I MUST have. Bonejangles for The Corpse Bride, Velma Kelly for Chicago, Frankenfurter for Rocky Horror...you get the idea. Now, I never actually expected any of these plays to be preformed, but lo and behold! It's a sign, Petey, a sign....and I'm missing my buspar, but still....Hey, cheer up, Pete, at least you're off the hook...."
"Cheer up? You're talking about sabotaging someone!"
"...and?"
Petey sighed. "It's gonna be one of THOSE days....isn't it?"
"Yep"
((Two things: 1-sorry for the shortness, I have limited time today. 2- Buspar = anti-anxiety....yay?))
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:54:19 GMT -5
(( Commencing mayhem! ))
Dear Peter Kowalski was the shy and often left-out Head Boy of the academy, a position he loved and hated. But all the same, he could be indirectly involved with all the latest happenings and be in ALL the loops, and not have to get himself beaten up in the process.
In the care of Jeri Jay, however, frightened him somewhat. The girl was mad, anyone would say that, when she had hinted at perhaps inflicting some sort of injury to Trent to get him off the stage and her rolling about in the part.
And naturally, a simple flu or bruise wouldn't deter the boy from keeping the show from going on (he had played Romeo with a broken, casted arm once). So whatever the girl was cooking up would certainly draw quite a stir. More so that Trent was Kay Adams' cousin; and they were very good friends.
"I'm just scared she's gonna do something that'll have her ending up in the hospital," the shy boy said, looking over to Jimmy who was far more interested in swirling the little thermos of tea he had found. "If she does something that'll have Trent up and over, Kay'll come over and do her for good."
"Don't sweat it," Jimmy said, taking a sniff of the tea, "If you don't wanna worry so much about her, then just keep out of her business. Unless you want Kay or the other bullies to come after you instead!" He took a gulp of the tea, liking the taste as he was licking his lips, "Sides, why're you so worried? Shit like that happens between psychos in Bullworth. Trust me, people could get murdered here and no one would give a damn."
"Yeah but still—"
"ARGH!" Petey yelped in surprise, seeing his friend rolling on the floor in pain, clutching at his chest as if he was having an attack.
Oh, god.
WHAT IF HE WAS?!
"JIMMY! JIMMY, you okay?" He knelt beside the boy, putting a hand to his shoulder, "Jimmy, don't die on me."
"Ahhh... don't touch me..." the kind mumbled, "Damn that was some drink." He coughed a little and finally composed himself, trying to sit up, but stopped short when he saw Kay at the doorway. His eyes widened and his jaw hung down.
"You asshole, what're YOU looking at?" She was tapping her foot irritably against the floor.
But for some strange, obscure and OBSCENE reason... Jimmy found Kay... somewhat attractive.
(( Rehearses for the play soon? :'D ))
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:56:10 GMT -5
Jeri hated it when she got like this. It was as if all of her logic, everything she prided herself on, flew out the window. Internally, she could only hope she would level out soon, as she still had the anti-depressants, and go back to her normal, if slightly moodier, self. In truth, she'd gotten too dependent on the buspar, taking it everyday instead of every now and then like she was supposed to. She was going through withdrawal, and she knew this, but that didn't stop her mania from taking over.
"Foolish child," she muttered to herself as she made her way down the hall toward the chemistry room, bucket in hand. "I'll show you, I'm no fool, far from it."
Oh great, now I'm muttering thoughts of revenge to myself...fun, fun.
She laughed sarcastically, barely managing to keep her voice from going into a savage cackle.
This isn't like you, her voice warned her, calm down, be calm. You don't want them to take you away again, do you? You're being stupid, just calm down...just cal-SHUT UP! I'm FINE! In fact, I'm fan-fucking-tastic! So just shut up! Just shu-shit.....I'm talking to myself."
She was rummaging through the cabinets, looking for something, anything that resembled Petey's description. She could've brought him along to help, but she wasn't that cruel. She'd frightened him enough for the week, and though she sometimes gave him a hard time(though, comparatively, a much easier time than everyone else), she did care about him. In fact, she often considered him the only true friend she had. She laughed again.
He probably thinks I'm gonna kill Trent or something, great, now someone else thinks I'm a lunatic....
It didn't matter, she'd explain later, when she could think straight. Her eyes lit up when she found a jar that seemed to contain a nasty, greenish liquid. She grabbed the jar and turned it over in her hands until she found the label, a freshly placed bio-hazard sticker. A grin spread over her face.
HAH! I knew it! They wouldn't throw ALL of it away.
Her 'perfect' plan, had, in truth, not been so perfect. Without the jar she now held in her hands, she would've had to resort to something else....something involving laxatives....She snickered, setting the jar in the empty bucket.
"Now, my little bucket of flying doom, to the rehearsals!"
((cause, we all know, laxatives solve every problem XD))
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:56:36 GMT -5
((I am so sorry for not posting for so long. Here's shaking up the love triangle a bit!))
Benji sighed, and tried to calm his nerves down. "Okay, Ben. You can do this. You can DO this..."
This was the day. Today, he was going to profess his attraction for Roxy. If she immediately accepted, she'd make him the happiest man in the world. But if she was unsure, shocked, and too speechless to answer at once (and chances were she would be) then he'd back off, declaring that he'd still be her fried, no matter what she decided in the end.
He loved her. He knew she and Larry were together, but he needed her to know what she meant to him...
Cough. Cough.
Well, this was odd. Why was he coughing so much lately? Sheldon and Pedro were starting to cough a lot too, and even Darcy complained of feeling a bit under the weather.
A sense of forboding approached his mind, but he pushed the disturbing feelings away. No, it couldn't be. Not now! He forced himself to think positively, his mind so preoccupied that he barely noticed Jeri sneaking around the backstage. Wasn't she Trent's understudy or something? Oh well...
"Hello, my dears! May I have your attention, please?"
Lady Jacqueline, thankfully in her more popular persona, was smiling at all of the actors and actresses with a cheerful smile on her face. "All right, my darling cherubs!" she cooed in a light, airy tone. "Let's get the piano scene ready! Benjamin, Roxanne, to you positions! Heeheeheehee!"
That strangely frightening giggle caused everyone to step at least a foot away from Lady Jacqueline.
So far, they had gotten the opening song correct. Who knew that Cornelious and Christy had such great anti-chemistry together?
Benji played the piano, his heart literally pounding in his chest as he heard Roxy approach him, his beloved playing the role of Victor's own beloved, the beautiful Victoria.
Oh, Roxy...
"Oh!" A start. A crashing of the piano seat. "D-do forgive me..."
A smile from the lady. "You play beautifully."
"I-I'm sorry, Miss Everglot. How rude of me to--well--um...excuse me." A nervous cough, before Benji-Victor picked up the fallen chair, dusting it off with his own hands.
"Mother won't let me near the piano. Music is 'improper' for a young lady. Too passionate, she says." Roxy-Victoria gave him that beautiful smile, and for a moment, Benji thought he would faint.
"I-if I may ask...Miss Everglot...w-where is your chaperone?" Despite himself, Benji blushed. Damn hormones.
Surprisingly, Roxy-Victoria blushed back. "Perhaps...in view of the circumstances...you could call me Victoria."
"Y-yes. V-victoria..."
"Yes? Victor?"
Benji felt his heart pound painfully against his chest as Roxy stared at him with those depthless eyes. If he didn't say anything now, he would surely die. Without warning, he took Roxy by the hand, gently pulled her close to his body (much to the shock and surprise (and ANGER, in Peanut and Derby's cases), and whispered three words in her ear.
"I love you."
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:57:45 GMT -5
(( OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG TURMOIL YOU DOG! ♥ ))
I love you...
Had she been in the position for it, she would've leapt off the stage and attempt to wake up from a supposed nightmare.
But this was no nightmare, neither a dream, but rather, hard reality facing her. Did she hear correctly? 'I love you'?
Those were powerful three little words, and to have Benji waste such precious words on Roxy confused her a great deal. There were emotions running madly through her, causing her to stutter something illiterate as a means of a buffer; she was happy that he cared for her so much, happy that a boy with such a visage would admit such feelings to her, confused as he had always been but a child to him, unsure because now there were two (three if one were to count Derby in) men vying for her heart.
What now?
"Benji I..." she bit her tongue as he foresaw a hurt look and many a days crying neath the pillow, a downtrodden gait with his feet dragging against the floor. But even she wasn't all that confident in a final answer; what does one say in this situation? "Benji, I just want you to know that... I love you too."
She put her hands to his face, stroking his cheeks with her thumbs and smiling as she did, breaking on the inside as she awaited for herself to reveal the truth, "I've always loved you, don't tell me you din' know that?"
What?
She could read the expression on his face, "I've always loved you. You're more than just a friend to me, Benji."
"So then...?"
To the audience, it proved to be an interesting turn of plot, as Lady Jacqueline began to sit on the edge of her seat, watching in anticipation as the young actors on stage were playing out, what seemed to be, a very heart-moving scene; one where new love had been discovered and ready to blossom at any moment.
Peanut and Derby, were fuming, to simply put.
"I'm gonna beat that no-good runt till he bleeds outta his ears!"
"I agree with the pauper."
Back on stage, Benji was absolutely gob-smacked and at a loss of what to say, he had anticipated for her to run out of the auditorium, into the auto shop and contemplate her choices while drinking dollar-store coffee (the best a greaser could offer).
"But... you have to know that..." she leaned into the boy, audience members' growing excited by every moment displayed on the stage. The wheat-blonde's heart began to beat ferociously against his chest, he was sweating, he was weak in the knees.
And his whole self exploded with mirth and joy as he felt two strawberry flavoured lips press against his in a chaste, polite kiss; something one would expect from a lady like Roxy. But as she broke away, she wore a sad smile, confusing Benji over the realms of his own understanding, "But you have to know that my heart belongs to another."
NO! NO! NO! NO! AND NO! NO!!! That idiot Larry?! He's an angry sonuva gun that can't appreciate you and give you the time of day! And Derby? Oh no~ ... let's not get started on HIM! "Roxy... I... I don't... I don't get it."
He held her hands and kissed them gingerly, remembering to keep his voice down to a whisper, "But you said..."
"I loved you too?"
"Yeah... I mean... what's that supposed to mean?"
"Benji, you're more than a friend or a best friend. I love you so so much, my boy. It's hard to put it into words..." she looked down, afraid to look into his brown eyes; they were already welling up with tears, just as hers was, "You're like family to me, Benji; like a little brother or a child. That's... that's it... you're very much like a child to me."
"..."
"You're at the peak point of relationships with me, Benji, do you know that?"
"Larry?"
In a sad tone, she whispered lightly in his ear, "If Larry left me for Lola, you would be the first one I'd cry to."
And it was true, for the moment the greaser discovered her wealth (and his apparent anger problems), Benji was nothing short of a friend the girl could ever ask for in that time of need.
All the same, she broke her hands away from the blonde's, a tear already making way down her cheek. She backed away, mouthing out "I'm sorry"s and "I didn't mean to hurt you" to him, her heart breaking even more as she saw his disappointed, upset face.
"R-Roxy, wait—!" He tried to reach for her, but it was too late, she was already lost to the shadows of backstage and the allure and comfort of the dressing rooms.
"That's it, I'M MURDERING THE KID! Make my Nightingale cry, will ya?"
(( • w •;; LAME!! TT ^TT ))
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 12:59:40 GMT -5
No.
He had been prepared for rejection. Had gone over all possible scenarios a hundred, no, a THOUSAND times in his mind, and he had thought that he could handle Roxy's rejection, should it ever come.
He had been dead wrong.
All the brave and elated feelings leaked out of him like a ruptured water balloon. His insides clenched, his chest tightened, and he felt his eyes well up as the world around him suddenly blurred.
What? What had he done wrong...?
"Larry, sir! Please don't hurt him!" Pedro, with his new Greaser-like strength, was doing a very good job at keeping the furious Peanut at bay. Sheldon, who had been appointed stage manager for the play, wasn't having as much luck keeping Derby away from Benji--the black boy ended up needing the help of at least three other students.
But Benji didn't care. They could beat him until he died; he didn't care anymore.
Suddenly, a hand furiously grabbed his arm, and he was spun around until he was face to face with a rather angry little Darcy Harrington.
This day couldn't possibly get any worse...
"Ben-Ben!" the young heiress screamed, her face a perfect picture of rage. "Did I hear you correctly? Did you say that you--you LOVED that traitor?!"
Benji's gaze darkened. "Don't you call her that."
"EXCUSE ME?!"
"I said don't you call her that!" The entire auditorium suddenly fell silent, but Benji didn't care. "You--you're the most obnoxious, most ungrateful girl it has EVER been my displeasure to know! Why I ever starting dating you escapes me, but I want nothing to do with you anymore, you hear me? You're NOTHING compared to Roxy. Your family might be high and mighty around here, but when it comes down to it, you guys have the personality of dung beetles! So don't you ever--EVER--insult her in front of me again. UNDERSTAND?!"
Darcy stared at Benji, completely speechless. Derby, on the other hand, was more angry than ever. "Don't you speak that way to her, pauper! I'll have you know that my father--"
"Shut up!" Benji yelled, turning to Derby with an almost hateful glare. "Why don't you just shut up for once in your damn life? You talk too much!"
"Benjamin!" Lady Jacqueline, now changed to Miss Hydee, stared hard at the wheat-blond boy. "Benjamin, that is enough! Rehersals are over for today. Everyone, please leave."
"...fine." Without another word, Benji slowly walked off the stage, passing by a flabbergasted Peanut as he headed towards the exit.
A second later, a bucket of green liquid fell from the catwalks, almost hitting Trent as he leapt out of the way the very last second. "Hey! Watch it!" Trent yelled angrily.
In the catwalks, Jeri cursed silently. Foiled again.
-------------
"Benji? It's Pedro."
"And Sheldon!"
"Benji, please come out. You missed dinner!"
"Yeah! And Edna even made something edible today! Benji?"
"Benji?
"Go away, guys. I don't feel well, okay? Just...just go."
Silence. Then, a series of harsh coughs from all three boys, ending abruptly when Benji realized that his lips were faintly stained with red crimson.
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 13:00:55 GMT -5
(I finally got an angle in.Oh yes!Posting.)
People were a funny thing.
All filled up with emotions and what not. There was love, hate, fear, lust, anger, and a whole lot more.
Indeed, humans were a silly thing.
- - - - - - - - - -
"No! No! This cannot be happening!This is horrible!HORRIBLE!" Cornelius was pacing back in forth through the library, shouting like a maniac. "Benji ruined it, I tell you!RUINED IT!"
Beside him, Beatrice was nervously biting her nails, completely speechless as Bucky tried comforting her.
Everyone currently in the library,who included the Nerds and a certain Jock(who were all part of the backstage crew, excluding Bucky, Beatrice, Cornelius, and Melvin) had witnessed the whole thing.
"What happened?Please, I beg of you to tell me!WHAT HAPPENED!?" Cornelius was in a complete fury!He was practically meant for stage!He had played Juliet, in Romeo and Juliet, and now was playing Lord Finis Everglot! It could have been his big break!But Benji ruined it!
Beatrice finally spoke up, saying, "I'll tell you what happened!Love happened! Poor Benji poured out his heart to Roxanne, and she broke it!"
Brian, who had been casually reading The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr.Hyde, felt the need that now would be an appropriate time to speak up and put that self-righteous, walking cold-sore Beatrice in her place.
"I hate to break it to you, Bea, but that's not what happened. At all. It wasn't love...it was overactive teenage hormones THINKING they're in love. It's quite different. As you can see, there had been no real basis for Benji's "love". It was just a strong attraction. It could have developed into love,but there was hardly any relationship development in a romantic manner. They might have been friends before, but that was different. Benji was a kid then, and now he comes and decides that he is a great romanticist. And plus, his reaction to Darcy...was stupid. Stupid and immature. Typical whiny,angst-ridden teenager. So now, the play is possibly ruined due to Benji feeling the need to publicly display his-ahem-'affection' for Roxy and being a jerk towards that bitch Darcy, who definitely deserved it though, but nonetheless filling the stage with anti-chemistry where it is not needed. So yeah."
What now, Beatrice?
"Well...ugghh..." Stammered the Nerd-girl.
Brian had a cocky smirk on, and was so very hoping for the girl to have a comeback that he could mercilessly shoot down.
"Well...what about love at first si-"
She was cut off by the young boy's quick retort. "Love at first sight?Yeah, well it's a load of shit."
Beatrice was silent for a moment, then spoke.
"You're just mad because you've never truly been in love. You've never felt his hands brush through your hair, his soft kisses, how his tongue teases your mouth, and how he gently holds you with the soft hands of a lover and tells you how beautiful you are. You don't know what it's like when he..." She went on with that romantic crap for a few minutes, before ending it with, "That is what love is." , along with a gentle sigh as she lovingly gazed out into the crisp Autumn sky with a lovestruck look in her eyes.
In contrast, Brian was flabbergasted,out of surprise...and utter disgust.As those mental images played through his mind he cringed...and felt he died a little bit inside.Or he was just completely terrified and sickened.
"Did...did you just quote yourself?" He said.
She was pulled from her "moment", and answered with "W-wha'?"
"Did you just quote yourself?Your diary. Wasn't that some stupid story you wrote about Jimmy Hopkins?"
"H-huh?What?Nuh-no.I-ugh-I...how did you find out?" She was in complete shock. Her love-stories had been discovered. By a Jock!
"Well,I always read your diary. Hell, I have copies. It cheers me up.Gives me a good laugh. I mean everything you write is like a dreadful romance novel. Shit, I even read your 'erotic' lovemaking scenes with Jimmy. All fiction of course. Seriously, you need some help in writing."
"L-like I s-said...you've j-just never been in love.Never m-made lo-love."
"Beatrice...you're a virgin." Sighed Brian. "Stop making crap up."
Now the conversation was over.
Beatrice simply gave the Jock a dark scowl. What did he know?
She walked into a corner, followed by Bucky, who, although was hurt by now knowing Beatrice had feelings for another, was still her friend and would do whatever it took for her affection.
All that Brian did was sit down. That whole charade was for a few reasons.Mostly because Beatrice annoyed him, and needed to be put in her idealistic place.
There was now silence in the Library, which was finally broken by the murmuring of, "So, what brave knights doth be up for a rousing match of Grottoes and Gremlins?" by Melvin.
And the Library was back to normal.Except that now Brian had walked out of the large building, huddled up under his sweatshirt and clinging to himself to fight the cold, back to the Boy's Dorm.
(Gee wiz, Brian can be negative.Didn't really "progress" the story much.Just wanted to get in.)
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 13:04:15 GMT -5
((Sorry for the delay. Disturbance at home.))
"You're coughing up blood?" Benji nodded at the scientist, who in turn frowned uncomfortably at the vial of green liquid he was holding in his hands. This wasn't good. When he and the other Men in Suits stayed at the school to see if there were any negative side effects of the thing, they at first hadn't seen any further signs of advanced aging from the boys...or that foolish girl, for that matter. So what the hell was this about? "There are a number of reasons for this development," the scientist said carefully. "And none of them are very pleasant, I'm afraid. We're going to have to take a few blood and tissue samples from you and your friends...and the antidote will have to be reconsidered in formula." "How long will this take?" Benji asked gravely. "Come by the end of the day. The sooner we get to the bottom of this, the better." -------------- "Hello...everyone. Ready for r-rehersal?" Lady Jacqueline was back, but unfortunately she seemed nervous, unsure, and ready to revert to Miss Hydee at any split second. Of course, everyone knew why. And then there was the tension between the cast members. Roxy was staring at the floor, her eyes low and downcast. Derby and Darcy looked simply furious, and it was a wonder why they even bothered showing up for rehersal at all. But Sheldon and Pedro and, most importantly, BENJI, were missing. It was odd and disturbing--those three hadn't been seen in any of their classes all day, a fact that both worried and terrified Roxy. Her mind spun with fearful, troublesome thoughts. Benji was a strong boy, wasn't he? Surely he wouldn't throw himself off the canal just because of what she said...would he? WOULD HE?! Suddenly, the doors of the auditorium opened, and Benji poked his head in, a grin lining his lips. "Sorry I'm late!" he said in a too cheerful voice as he, Sheldon, and Pedro entered the auditorium. "There was a slight problem at the homefront, but it's been settled and I am ripped and ready to play that Victor-guy!" "Yeah!" Sheldon and Pedro agreed, ever loyal to their friend no matter what the circumstance. "..." The entire audiotorium was silent. Brian coughed, before he stepped out and felt Benji's forehead. "Hey Shortman...you feeling okay? Temperature's fine, and whatnot?"
"You seem...better, my boy," Lady Jacqueline said carefully. "Yeah." Benji smiled a little too widely. "The scientist and Men in Suits wanted to see if I had tentacles sprouting out of my ears. Glad to say that I am proudly tentacle-free." He spun his body around for display.
Needless to say that this little act of perky quirky happiness was creeping out the entire room. Who the hell was this happy child, and what had he done to the moody little boy of yesterday?
Not that they minded, of course.
Darcy, however, wasn't all that impressed. She was still furious at the boy's horrendous attitude towards her the day before, and it would be a cold day in hell before she even considered--
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!" Darcy shrieked as Benji spun her around in his arms, catching her gracefully as she almost fell to the floor in shock. "Ben-Ben! What are you doing? Get your hands off me! I still hate you!"
"I know," Benji replied smoothly. He then lowered his lips to Darcy's ear, and whispered coyly, "But my dear...the show must go on. I know my attitude towards you the previous day was less than gentlemanly, but you must understand...I was simply not in my right mind, princess. There's no need to ruin the whole play because of my selfishness."
And Darcy, like the little Barbie doll Benji knew her to be, started melting in his hands. "Ben-Ben...does that mean..."
"Not another word." Benji winked at the blushing heiress. "We have a play to rehearse, don't we? Come on, guys!" He turned to the others with a far too happy grin. "Let's try the forest scene, where Victor meets Emily for the first time!"
"Hold on a moment, you little wench!" Derby yelled, staring at his now won-over sister in complete disbelief. "Princess, you can't possibly tell me you believe this pauper's LIES! Have you forgotten how he humiliated you yesterday?"
"~Shut up, Derby~" Darcy sighed dreamily, and she leaned back in Benji's arms. "I'm BUSY."
"..."
The others were now DEFINATELY creeped out by Benji's attitude, but what could they do? The tension was gone, and everyone seemed willing to practice again...
...but the awkwardness that now developed was arguably just as bad.
--------------
"B-benji?"
"Yes, Roxy?"
"A-are you feeling all right? You seem...um..."
"You can say it. 'Happy,' right?"
"Well...yes."
"Roxy, if there's one thing I learn from yesterday, it's that you have to move on with your life. Roll with the punches, you know?"
"I suppose..."
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For breaking my heart."
"W-what? Benji, wait..."
"Not now. I have that scene with Emily to perform."
"But Benji! Benji!"
--------------
Benji and the scientist stared at one another late that night. The scientist looked grave and unhappy, and Benji knew the news wasn't good. "What's the verdict, doc?" he asked quietly.
"It's worse than I thought." the scientist replied. "Why? What's happening to us?" "I can't tell you all the details at the moment. We need a few more tests to confirm it."
"Confirm what?"
"Like I said, I can't say until the Men in Suits give me confirmation. However...I have a feeling that if we don't get you and your friends back to your original ages soon, there is a fairly high chance that you will all terminate by the end of the month."
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 13:04:46 GMT -5
(( *hopes everything will turn out for the best* <3 ))
"By the end of the month..."
Benji, Sheldon and Pedro both laid there in their beds, wide awake at four in the morning, thinking of the outcomes and what would happen to them.
Their advancement in age was, to be honest, a gift sent from the heavens. But as one would know, all good things come with a price; and that was either to die as a gorgeous teenager or live yet another day bounded by tight rules and regulations.
Decisions, decisions, decisions.
Humans and their instinct to live was always at its peak, so it was only natural for the three boys to opt to change back into their original ages. And yet they had just gotten used to being a teenager, used to the lovestruck looks the girls would give them, used to the attention they would get and used to being generally smarter than their fellow underclassmen.
"Now what?" Sheldon asked all too grimly, "We just... wait?"
"Yeah, I guess so. They'd better hurry up with that antidote though, I'm not going to sit about looking pretty knowing I'd DIE come the thirty-first."
"I DON'T WANNA DIE!!" Ah, Pedro.
They couldn't fall asleep, they didn't WANT to fall asleep; suddenly there was an urge to just go out there and do something stupid, laugh it up and hope they live another day after the month.
And that was quickly approaching, now that they thought about it.
x x x x x
Insomnia was a contagious little disease. Why didn't anyone find a cure for THAT?
Oh well.
Roxy was just like the three boys in the dorms, laying on her back in her grand bed and just... thinking. The world had stopped, then jerked back into breakneck speed before she even realised it.
For all this while, she had been happy with her place in life. She had a big tough boy to care for her, she had quirky friends who cared little about her money or clothes. Even if the smiles were fake and every mannerism forced, the preps still had no choice but to respect her (both the Smiths and Harringtons had equal power).
Now? Larry, while wrought with concern over his little Nightingale, refused to talk to her on account that she had willingly gave Benji the kiss (and that she had voiced her dislike of his constant threats to the boy). Benji, who was once close to her heart, had now distanced himself and had been acting very strangely.
Just as sleep had decided to grace her being, her cellphone rang, the obnoxiously adorable ringtone starting the girl.
Private number? Who would be calling me from a public phone? "He-Hello?" Her voice soft as ever and she could literally feel a smile over on the other end.
"Nightingale?" Oh, she knew that tough accent anywhere! "Nightingale, yous sleeping?"
"Actually... no."
"Okay."
"..."
"..."
"So... what decided for you to give me a ring in the wee hours of morning?"
"I din' give yous no ring."
She giggled, "No silly, I mean, why're you calling me so late?"
"OH! Err... well." She heard a faint giggle, "I dunno. Just thought I'd... say sorry I guess. I din' mean to be angry at'cha, I just get a lil' frustrated's all."
"It's alright if we rub each other the wrong way sometimes."
"Yeah..."
"..."
"Yous worried bout that Shortman, runt?"
"I've heard he's not doing very well."
"He ain't."
"Oh?"
"Seen blood in the sink after he used it—"
"NO! No, that's... that's terrible!"
"And then he's... Holy shit."
"What? What is it, Larry?"
"I... I-I jus' saw him with his other whimps runnin' outta the place in their swimming trunks."
At that, Roxy was just about to faint. What on Earth possessed her little Benjamin to do such a thing? Where was he going in swimming gear?
(( Can anyone say stupid moments spent at the beach? ))
x x x x x
He was hunched over the desk, the scientist smiled as the Men in Suits around him smiled and nodded their heads.
"Eureka."
The antidote had been created.
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 13:05:41 GMT -5
"CANNON BALL!" With that, Benji leapt off the pier and into the water, quickly curling his body into a ball before impact. There was a large SPLASH, and Pedro and Sheldon, both of whom had been spectating in the water, quickly got drenched."Pfft...YAY!" Pedro cheered, after spitting out the water in his mouth. "Benji wins!" "He did not!" Sheldon protested. "My splash was larger than that!" "Was not!" Pedro cried."Was too!" "Was NOT!" "Was TOOOOOO!" "Shut uuuuuup," Benji groaned, lying on his back as he floated in the water. "Jesus, I didn't come out to the beach at four in the morning to argue and fight. Let's just enjoy the time we have, okay? It isn't that long anyway." Silence.
The wheat-blond boy sighed, and sank under the water. The story of my life, he thought bitterly. Life for a while, fight for a while, then die for a while, before the whole cycle repeats itself. Go figure.
So many things he hadn't yet done that he wanted to do. Go see the sands of Africa. Sail across the Atlantic and see exotic worlds like India and Casablanca. Marry a gentle, loving woman and have nineteen kids while becoming a manga artist worthy of topping even that of Toriyama.
He wanted to make Roxy happy.
And he was going to lose all of it come the thirty-first. Ten days away.
Benji sighed underwater. He might as well come to terms with it. The scientist was good, but he wasn't that good. Right? Oh well.
He resurfaced, seeing Pedro and Sheldon head for the lighthouse. Pedro was calling for him to get out of the water, but Benji ignored him.
A light drizzle had begun to fall. Maybe he'd stay out a bit longer.-------------- "So come on, Pete. We gotta think of a way to get Kay to notice me again." Petey sighed, and rubbed his temples with his hands. This entire week had been completely haywire for the poor Head Boy. For some reason, Benji had quit his role in the play completely, leaving understudy Trent to snag the part of Victor, which in turn left understudy Jeri to snag the part of Bonejangles.
Miss Hydee hadn't been pleased (and Darcy had been downright furious--she was coughing so much in rage that she could barely get a word out), but now the production was running more smoothly, especially since the lead actor wasn't having constant mood swings and increasing sicknesses.
Still. Now that Jeri had her beloved role, she was dragging him to every practice, and Sheldon had somehow suckered him into helping with the costume designs.
No respect! No respect at all!"Pete!" "Huh?" Petey snapped out of his self-induced daze, and stared into the less-than-pleased glare of Jimmy Hopkins. "Oh. Sorry Jimmy. I was thinking." The self-appointed "King" of the school snorted, and shoved a schedule into his hands. "Think later. Help me find a way to seduce Kay--now." "Why Kay, Jimmy? I thought the two of you agreed that you didn't like each other that way." "I dunno, Pete! It's like, today, she seemed...different. Like...like...I dunno...I just gotta have her!" "You kinda made that obvious..." Petey looked around the boathouse, and paled slightly. Pictures of Kay were everywhere. One of Kay sitting in class, one of Kay punching a Jock in the arm, and one of Kay taking a show--
HOLY CRAP. Petey did a doubletake. How the hell did Jimmy get a picture of Kay in the shower?! Was Jimmy turning into pervert before his eyes?!
Well, Jimmy was always sort of perverted. Still.
But before he could ask his love-stupid friend how he got the picture, a loud BOOM echoed outside, and the light patters of rain became increasingly heavy. "Looks like it's pouring," Jimmy muttered. "I should probably call Ben inside..." Then, Sheldon suddenly burst into the boathouse, panting and crying and soaking wet. "Jimmy!" the black boy wailed. "You gotta come quick! Me and Pedro were trying to get Benji out of the water, but the storm came so wuickly and Benji was so far away, and then that WAVE came, and--" "Hold on!" Petey cried, his eyes wide with fear. "Slow down! Where's Benji?" "I DON'T KNOW! He disappeared under the water and we can't see him anymore! THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU!" ----------------- Benji struggled to stay afloat as the river carried him to...god knows where.This isn't good. Oh, why didn't I swim to shore when I had the chance? Why did I have to be so stupid and philosophical at that precise moment? Stupid teenager brain!He coughed and swam desperately as the raging waters took him further and further away from the town, towards a place he didn't know.
((THERE. I hope that made up my long period of absence...^__^)
|
|
|
Post by Memai on Mar 8, 2008 13:06:03 GMT -5
(( *gets back in posting gear* ))
The next morning in the auditorium had a bit of a stir going on. While Benji had dropped out of the lead role, Sheldon and Pedro couldn't help but wonder how their friend was holding up.
After having common sense literally slapped into their heads (courtesy of the 'King' himself), Jimmy and Petey had agreed to, at least, alert the right authority on the matter. And while Jimmy didn't exactly have a comfortable records with the police, they were the closest thing he could turn to patch up this problem.
There was a small assurance that he couldn't have gotten far off... well, he might've.
A small drop of hope had sparked a bit in the likes of Pedro and Sheldon... but they wish they could say the same about Roxy, who was looking frantic as they saw her Greaser lover explaining it all to her.
"Wh-What?!" Roxy was close to fainting when she heard what she did; Benji and his friends had gone out swimming in the early hours, when a storm had come and swept their friend away, "Oh tell me you're joking, Larry! This isn't funny!" She grabbed the boy at his jacket, looking desperately into his eyes and hoping that he'd crack his smile and say that Benji got stuffed into the locker 'thanks ta yours truly', "Larry?"
"'Fraid I ain't, Nightingale. No one's seen 'im since. Whole place's lookin' for 'im..."
"This is all my fault," She said hopelessly, falling into a chair and burying her face in her palms, sobbing quietly, "This is all my fault, I should've just played along or acted dumb or... something... anything, other than saying 'no'..."
"C'mon, it aint'cha fault. Yous din' ask him ta goes out and do all 'dat..."
"I know... but I can't help but feel a bit responsible for all this," she dabbed away at her tears, "I care a lot for Benji... even... even if he gets life in jail for murder I'll take him in!"
"Okay, okay..." Peanut tried to calm her down, at least assure her that the situation was under control, "Listen, 'dey gots people lookin' fer him, everythin's gonna be okay..."
"I hope so..."
"I ain't makin' no promises, though..."
"I just want to know if he's okay... or not... that's all I'm asking for."
x x x x x
Vance had been known to sneak off in broad daylight and early hours to his little island and wreck, supposedly a haven from all that Bullworth nonsense.
While it was understandable for teenagers and the like to find a small quiet corner to idle in, no one could quite grasp why he did it in a stuffy pirate's costume. Nevermind that it was hot outside, he wanted to play his part, damnit!
As he was strolling along and humming a small tune, he almost tripped on his fake peg leg over what seemed to be a pathetic slump of flesh and synthetic swimming trunks.
He poked it, prodded it, and let out a gasp of surprise when he realised who it was, "It's the Shortman kid!"
"Wh... Wha..."
"...?"
"What's it to you?"
|
|